[Eminem]
I'm class, look me in my eyeball
Do I look high? no..
I love the way you lie girl, yeah, yeah
Come here dear, i'm trying to get closer to you
I'm motioning you to pull over you booI'm the siren that you hear, hear
I'm the butt police, and i'm looking at your rear rear rear
But the odds are I'mma end up in the back of a squad car
By the end of tonight
I'm a rock star
Get your wind up
It's attack of the Oddball
Homie can you show me where the gosh darn bath salts are
Cause I'm sick of sniffing asphalt
Every thought scarred got my pants off at the crosswalk
And suspenders, and I can't feel my lips cause

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I'm the siren that you hear, hear
I'm the butt police, and i'm looking at your rear rear rear

Not exactly "Love The Way You Lie" part three, Eminem spouts the kind of charmless and lecherous gibberish that many thought he'd grown out of whilst Rihanna celebrates getting wasted on a disorientating fusion of ghostly pitch-shifted vocals, skank reggae riffs and Middle Eastern-tinged dubstep.